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Cherished

Hello everybody this is my first poem and im only 14 so tell me if i should do anything differnently

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CASANOVA

CASANOVA
Always the same –
Never asking for love
I have to obtain
Its marvellous bluff!
Sometimes I try
To spoil the game
But still I’m a winner
Again and again!
It seems me so often
That feelings are over,
But I am compelled
To be Casanova!
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Crazy is the way I gonna love you
But nothing could be done it is my style,
I lose the sense of time and my location,
I send my wizdom for a long exile!
You must be ready to my mad surprises,
And you will have to lose your peaceful life
‘Cause I am Phonex burning heart for lovers
And afterwards I luckily revive!
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Let your arms turn into snakes,
Throw them round my neckā€¦
If you want to strangle me
I will not step back!..
If you smother me with kiss
I will die with smile,
Only let me feel the bliss
Just for a little whileā€¦
I donā€™t care whatā€™ll be then
But I hope you do,
ā€˜Cause I feel the light of love
When I look at you!..

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Sensual Encouner

the feeling of u near me
is one i cant forget
how i long for your touch once again
in the dark of a cold room
so lonely and yet
still never alone
you come into the room
instantly warming the atmosphere
as you glide across the room
feelings sensual and close to you
the actions we commit
so loving and nice
my body enveloped with yours
two people now as one
two beings in the heat of the moment
take eachother to the next level
after it all in love they atand
together now and forever
bonded by their actions
and extatic for the experience

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Drops of Water

An e-mail I send to a friend after she told me she had just gotten out of the shower

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Sex machine

Need a man who can make my blood boil,
who’s not all sweet,
I wanna feel wet,
when he presses his lips agents mine,
you know what I wanna get.
Candle lite dinner for two,
but when were though,
i wanna get it on with you.
I wanna man who will get me moist and wet,
someone who will make me moan,
I wanna scream YES.
your always on my mind,
forget the Corny line.
Once I get my hands on you,
I’m never gunna let you go,
I love you so,
sex machine.
I wanna feel your silky body,
rub you up and down,
in the hottub,
sipping cocoa from the same mug,
I ain’t gunna let you go,
my sex machine.
You know just what to say,
all the right places to go.
My heart starts to beat,
moan your name,
scream it out when we play that game.
See you lying there asleep,
stretched out on the sheets,
never gunna let you go,
sex machine

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For a Dancing Lady

For a Dancing Lady
I love the way you move so gracefully,
As if you had no weight upon your feet.
That liquid motion, beautiful to see
Is only one of all the ways you’re sweet.
Your raven arm-length silken flowing hair
And how it moves about you as you walk,
The perfect skin you show with your arms bare,
The spritely and insightful way you talk…
I’d like to know, however, how you’d be
Held in a horizontal dance with me.
Do you as smoothly move in passion’s throes?
Does grace stay on beyond the bedroom door?
Oh, lovely vision of the dancing floor,
I think you’d make a perfect boudoir rose.

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Huge Fuckin’ Sunflower

When I was a boy the folks in the house down the street had a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front of their house.
I thought that huge fuckinā€™ sunflower was the cats pajamas.
I donā€™t remember if I asked my mom if we could have a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower
Iā€™m sure I wanted a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front of our house
But we never had one.
Now Iā€™m forty six years old. Iā€™ve got well trimmed mutton chop Vegas era Elvis sideburns and a cherry red 1976 Monte Carlo Landau with a 350 OHV V-8
Iā€™ve never had a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front of my house.
Mostly, Iā€™ve lived in places where I didnā€™t really have any say whatsoever in the decisions pertaining to landscaping.
Living in apartment buildings – boarding houses – flop house – drunk tanks.
Now Iā€™m forty six years old and I have a front yard to plant a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in.
My wife doesnā€™t want a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower.
She says it will attract bees.
Sheā€™s a cunt about that but sheā€™ll make a fine beef brisket
Slow cooked with potatoes carrots parsnips garlic and herbs
Sheā€™ll roasts that puppy about forty five minutes per pound of brisket
Smells the whole house up
The house with no huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front.
Sheā€™s a strumpet who thinks Jesus is going to damn me to hell if I donā€™t repent
Sheā€™ll toss my salad but she wonā€™t let me plant a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front of the house.
Sheā€™ll go on a 3 day green tea fast and break it with a burger and 5 big ears of corn on the cob.
Then Sheā€™ll squat romantically over me as I lay on the floor supine holding a clear glass bowl over my head.
Iā€™ll watch breathlessly as her anus parts with an audible ā€œploopā€ and a glistening corny baby ruthish turd slowly slides out of her now gaping anus with a wet crackly sound.
The steamy corn encrusted turd plops into the aforementioned clear glass bowl I am holding over my head as I lie flat prone supine on the floor thus allowing myself the best possible view of her gaping anus as it pushes forth the corny poop like a shy turtle head peaking out into an August dewy morn.
But she wonā€™t let me plant a huge fuckinā€™ sunflower in front of the house.

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Memories of Love

Short and simple but it means a lot to anyone that has been married for any length of time. Wrote it specially for my parents 30th Anniversary.
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Title: Memories of Love
Dear Love,
Can you remember,
Thirty some years ago,
Why we fell in love?
Are we so lost,
In the routine
Of the everyday.
Will we ever look back,
In fondness,
Over the years we’ve given
Each other.
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CONFUSED

CONFUSED
You drive me crazy,
I am confused,
You are so sexy,
I need your boost!
Give just a hint,baby,
Show just a sign,
That make me sure –
You will be mine!
You are temptation
I can’t resist,
You are my fortune,
You are my gist!
So hug me,baby,
And sqeeze me tight,
And I will love you
All thru the night!
And if my heart, baby,
Stopped in my breast
I wouldn’t be sorry –
I’ve met the best!
PLAYBOY
Making love with many women
I have spent a lot of days,
And they always called me dreamer
With the sad and lonely face!
I’m not used to hurt my lovers
Raising them with useless hopes
And I keep my heart sincere
Hating styles of haughty snobs!
Love can’t last and bloom forever,
Any feeling has to fade,
There’s no reason for offences
It’s the law of our fate!
When I have to leave my woman
I’m not trying to pretend,
I just ask to beg me pardon
And propose to be my friend!

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